This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Role Reversal "Would you back the fuck off alrea...
Continuation of story Virgin Fix. Please read earlier parts first. Any similarities between this and real people is coincidental. If you recognise yourself here, feel privileged. All sex participants are adult age. This is a short part as I decide the final directions of the various parts of the story. Anticipate one maybe two more parts to go depending o...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is...
Leifi Plomeros- multiförmågan, entreprenören,affärsmannen,djurvännen och filantropen Börja morgonen med att skrika ut "Tarja! vad fan funkar sig inte telefonen? Nu kan jag ju inte ringa till någon måste ju beställa sig narki och sinnpaj!" arg och besviken muttrade Leifi något om att han nu var tvungen att gå ut till stan på för att fixa sig sina är...
Bethany had always had a little problem with managing the toilet. At 22, petite, with red hair and a slim figure, she was no closer to being potty-trained than when she had been a little girl. And it wasn't that she was stupid: no. She could have learnt to control her bladder at any time she wanted, But where would the fun in that be? Where was the fun in us...
Disclaimers: This fiction of over-18 scuzbags contains unpleasantness and an instance of less-than-willing sex. Tags: noncon, revenge, intolerance, small town, satire, horror, mayhem, dwarf molestation, Randy, raw liver and mayonnaise. If you are easily offended, stop reading. No humans or other creatures were harmed to make this crud, which I hope none find...
I'm woken up by movement. The bed sheet is still down, so I can't see past my cage, but the bed above me shifts. One of the twins groans, and the bed shifts again with more weight. "We woke her up," one notes. "She's fine," the other mutters. "Anything happen today?" "Mira and Tain are fighting again." "Oh, about what?" "Oh you know, the usual. Tain...
"Am I hearing this right?" Snake asked as they drove down the highway, back to the fort and its factory. He had lowered his heavy metal enough to hear his son argue, but could still recognize the lyrics. The sun was high in the sky and his hangover was damn-near lethal. He'd packed the captive Martha in the truck cargo along with Needle. "It's not that big...
What the hell am I doing here? It doesn't seem right, lying here with a woman in my arms, gazing up at the stars. I don't belong in romantic movies. I'm the shoot ‘em up, take ‘em down type. "There's Cassiopeia," she said, pointing upward, her soft hair on my chest. I don't bother looking up this time. I'm too amazed that she's here. Hell, that I'm here. B...
When Rhiannon awoke she found herself in another room, different to the one her master had had his way with her in. It was slightly smaller, was furnished and had an archway in one wall that led to what appeared to be an en suite bathroom. She was lying on a round bed in the middle, still covered by animal furs but with a curtain that was now drawn encirclin...